BiE 34: Trust Issues.


                                            =BiE 34=


                                            -Music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkc1hOcMAi4&feature=related-

                                            >You were glad you found this ball under your bed.

                                            >It helped pass the time between customers.

                                            >The lunch rush had subsided and ushered in the late day slump.

                                            >The only sound in the spa was the light music playing and the general "thump" your ball was making against the wall.

                                            >Somep0ny opened your door just as you caught the ball.

                                            >It was Lotus. "They can probably hear that racket you're making all the way in Canterlot."

                                            >You get up off the floor and put the ball in your bag.

                                            >"Then they should make more noise and cover me up. What's up?"

                                            >Lotus points behind her. She looks irritated. "We have a customer who just came in asking deluxe treatment."

                                            >Oh hell.

                                            >The Deluxe took a few hours.

                                            >It also usually involved a double massage.

                                            >"So, I guess my number's up?"

                                            >Lotus gets a smirk. "The downside of dating your employer is that you are the first name they call when they need help, let's go."

                                            >Lotus leads you through the spa into one of the bigger rooms in the back.

                                            >Inside was a beige colored earth pony with a blue mane.

                                            >"Mous, this is Pearl Necklace. Wife of Ponyville's Filthy Rich." Lotus said.

                                            >Never heard of him.

                                            >You can guess what his deal is just from the name though.

                                            >"Hello Ma'am, I'll be your second masseur today."

                                            >She gives you a once over. "They say your massages are to die for."

                                            >Word spreads.

                                            >"I like to think I know what I'm doing. Why don't you lay down on the bed and we'll get started?"

                                            >She hops up on the bed. "I-I must admit, I've never had a massage before..."

                                            >Lotus is quick to soothe. "Relax, we know what we're doing, we will take care of everything."


                                            >Pearl Necklace paid her bill and left a generous tip on her way out.

                                            >She should have, she kept you here an hour after closing.

                                            >You and Lotus exit the spa rubbing your faces.

                                            >This was not how either of you wanted to spend your Friday.

                                            >The streetlamps flickered on as you stepped out.

                                            >It was early spring, Winter Wrap Up was right around the corner.

                                            >"Uhg. How a pony with as leisurely a life as her can have so many sore spots to complain about, I'll never know."

                                            >Got that right...

                                            >"You wanna get dinner?"

                                            >Lotus looks up at you disbelieving. "Don't I normally have to drag you out just to get lunch?"

                                            >You shrug.

                                            >"I have been worn down today by the constant dribble coming out of that mares mouth. You game?"

                                            >Lotus looks towards the center of town. "Diner?"

                                            >You jerk your head to the side and start walking, Lotus close behind you.

                                            >You both slump in your seats at the diner, the day's work catching up to you.

                                            >Lotus is staring off into space with a grin on her face.

                                            >You try to follow her gaze only for her to catch you and have her grin grow wider.

                                            >"What?"

                                            >She points a hoof past you near the edge of the patio. "That's where all this started."

                                            >Oh yeah. She kissed you there.

                                            >"I thought all this started when I pulled myself through your window?"

                                            >She traces a hoof around her wineglass but still stares out. "Yeah, but you wouldn't have come to my house if it didn't start here."

                                            >She turns to look at you. "How did you get to my window anyway?"

                                            >"Jumped off a tree branch."


                                            >The two of you find yourselves taking a late night walk after dinner.

                                            >Lotus is silently resting on your back.

                                            >She saw Rainbow hugging Anon around the neck one day and asked you about it.

                                            >The obvious solution was piggy back rides.

                                            >It worked out, she was pretty light.

                                            >This was nice, Lotus just resting on your back, the silence of the road.

                                            Heeeeey maaaaaan.

                                            >God dammit Brain.

                                            >You do this shit on purpose.

                                            Let's rap, man.

                                            >What?

                                            Let's chat.

                                            >About?

                                            The mare on your back.

                                            >Didn't we already have this discussion?

                                            This is a new discussion.

                                            >Joy.

                                            Did you notice how many she put away at dinner?

                                            >We put away quite a bit ourselves.

                                            No, not that.

                                            >Then what?

                                            Look at how relaxed she is.

                                            >So?

                                            So? She trusts you.

                                            >She just doesn't want to walk, Brain

                                            No, this is trust. Trust me.

                                            >I'm pretty sure she trusted us before.

                                            Enough to get tipsy and let you carry her? Not likely.

                                            >So, what's your point?

                                            I just think it's a bit strange for a guy to have claimed to be taking it slow only to now be taking his special somep0ny to his house.

                                            >Wait, wh-

                                            >"Oof!"

                                            >You rub your face.

                                            >You have run into your own door.


                                            >"Dammit."

                                            >You felt movement on your back.

                                            >"Huh? Where are we?" you heard Lotus say.

                                            >Shit.

                                            >You look like a scumbag.

                                            >"Uh...I ran into my house."

                                            >She settles her head on your shoulder. "Cute."

                                            >You think you see a smile.

                                            >"Can I come in?" she asks.

                                            >Whoa.

                                            Wait.

                                            >What?

                                            >"Huh?"

                                            >She gives you a peck on the cheek. "Has anyp0ny ever told you told you that you're cute when you're flustered? I never saw too much of your home when I was last here, care to give me the tour?"

                                            >The last time she was here was during estrus.

                                            >You can see how that would make paying attention hard.

                                            >"Uhh...sure."


                                            >You let Lotus down and open the door.

                                            >You lead her through the house as you throw your bag on the couch.

                                            >She passes right by the bathroom she was locked in.

                                            >Guess she saw enough of that.

                                            Should we be okay with this?

                                            >Hey, if she trusts us, we should trust her.

                                            >You come in on her in your room, she's looking at the models on display. "Quite the collection you have here, isn't it?"

                                            >You sit down at eye level in the middle of the room.

                                            >"It's a hobby."

                                            >She takes a few steps towards you until she is inches away from your face.

                                            >"Is it weird?"

                                            >Lotus starts to nuzzle your face with hers. "Hmmmm...Maybe I like weird?"

                                            >You run your fingers through her hair.

                                            >"That's weird."

                                            >Lotus doesn't respond.

                                            >It seems she's kissing your neck.

                                            >Uhhh...

                                            >Gents?

                                            Uhhhhh...

                                            >Thanks Brain.

                                            Uuuhhhhh...

                                            >Et tu Jimmies?

                                            Roll with it.

                                            >Heart?

                                            Do it.

                                            >Uhhh.

                                            >You keep running your hand through Lotus's hair.

                                            >That damn headband was in the way, get rid of it.

                                            >She eventually leads up your neck and reaches your lips.

                                            >Okay, wow, that's her tongue.

                                            >She presses up against you and pushes you back.

                                            >Way back.

                                            >Lotus, I'm gonna fal-Ooof!

                                            >Okay, she's on top of you now.

                                            We should tell her.

                                            >Lotus breaks the kiss and goes back to your neck.

                                            >Her hoof reaches between yo-HELLO.

                                            WE REALLY NEED TO TELL HER.

                                            >"L-lotus..."

                                            >Lotus works her way back up to your lips again.

                                            >You try to get it out between breaths.

                                            >"Lotus.."

                                            >She breaks the kiss and looks at you with those big blue eyes of hers

                                            >"Lotus, I-I never..."

                                            >She starts stroking your hair and goes down to your ear. "Ssssshhh. Relax, I know what I'm doing... I'll take care of everything..."


                                            -Music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YpcN0Pa3ffY-

                                            >Morning.

                                            >You didn't mind that it was morning.

                                            >You had been up a while.

                                            >You slept on the floor that night, the bed was too small for the two of you.

                                            >Not that space was an issue. Lotus seemed content to sleep on your chest.

                                            >You didn't mind either, the carpet/blanket combo felt good on your skin.

                                            >Lotus stirred on your chest.

                                            >"Morning, pretty pony."

                                            >She rubbed her eyes. "Mmm...good morning."

                                            >She plants a kiss on you and lays back down.

                                            >Silence falls.

                                            We gonna talk about this?

                                            >What do?

                                            Make a joke?

                                            >"So, was it good for you too?"

                                            >Laughter

                                            >Score one for you.

                                            >"Why is it that that's the first question guys always ask?" she says.

                                            >You rub the nape of her neck.

                                            >"Well, we passed out pretty quick last night. And I'd say I have a bit more reason to want a review.

                                            >Lotus giggles again and rolls off your chest onto the floor.

                                            >She scoots up to your head. "Yes. Despite your general lack of experience, you are a proficient lover."

                                            >+10 ego.

                                            >"But, I've had better." she teases.

                                            >You roll your eyes and clutch your chest.

                                            >"Oh, how will I ever recover from such a horrible blow to my manhood?"

                                            >That elicits a giggle as Lotus wraps herself in your arm. "I will admit though..."

                                            >She looks around. "It was a new experience, making love with so many...tiny eyes watching."

                                            >That got a chuckle from you.

                                            >"Don't go pretending you don't enjoy an audience."

                                            >You both laugh.

                                            >"Hey...do we work today?"

                                            >Lotus presses herself up against you and looks you in the eye. "I think I'm due for a personal day..."

                                            >Lotus starts the same process as last night, working her way up your neck, as you pull the blanket over the two of you.